prayer
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I write like that a lot. It’s instructional or I wouldn’t even share it. It’s a conversation between me and my higher-self. Everybody’s born enlightened.That’s what is meant by Eden.We’re all born naked as Adam was.Materi’lly and in spirit.We must forget that we’re divineFor this to work at all.If the serpent made no one forget,Then…
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Does not get you what you pray for. But I don’t really want a golden goose so it’s all good. God, send me a cow.I need some magic beans.So I can climb right up to you.A beanstalk, verdant green—Send me something please, my Lord.I need a miracle.Just grant to me, your grace, my God.Wisdom, empirical.
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I put my prayers in poem.Because then I can look back uponThe prayers and see my progress.I’m learning how to hog less.I’m learning how to love me.I’m much better at loving thee.And the only way to be free.Is to express love endlessly.
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Lord, please take me back to whenTimes were much simpler,When I was just a lad.I cannot endureThe pain of this age.I can’t escape the sads.I’m tired of hurtingAnd not knowing why.No one can tell me how to fix it.I’m willing to do whatever it takes.Whatever it is, I’ll kick it.Doctors don’t know and can’t seem…
Musings of the Mad 